Dub Me "Frostilicus"

Blue skies, warm wind, and a bright shining sun greeted me last week in Colorado. As I basked in the unseasonable warmth, I fell into a dreamy nap. It was during this time that I was buried by a sudden, freak blizzard. I awoke today as the sun came back out and began to melt the ice, expecting to be greeted by a futuristic world, only instead to find the same old Colorado... just a week later. Oh well, a flamingo can always dream. My new dreams are of wandering south toward the warmer climates. But before I can reach this goal I must thaw out... I'm feeling a little stiff and brittle in the neck. Hot tub, here I come!